Tag Archives: poetry in nature

They run toward Life, arms open, and Life loves Itself through their small bodies. Pressing themselves into the sand, sifting dirt, watching an inchworm measure a branch, reaching toward the black cat who looks at them through inscrutable green eyes….it is their biological imperative to reach toward Life. We, their care-givers, must structure the way in which Life reaches back, the the way they are touched in return.

They need to be touched by grass, flowers, sunshine, birdsong. They need a pile of dirt and earthworms. They need songs, stories, paints, costumes. And games that go on without end….